sad

everything's been ringing in my head.
the sounds of nyjc.
why is everyone leaving?
why cant they just stay, stay here with me?
i cant pull them back.
i tug their shirts.
i grasp their hands.
but their hands are cold.
their bodies are rigid.
they're not coming back.

no matter how much i cry, how much i plead, how hard i try to make them stay,
they're just not coming back.



and i've done all i could.
they've got legitimite reasons, they've got dreams to follow.
i cant stop them.

so just go, just go with your heart.
but always remember, a bunch of friends are waiting back here at ny for you.
we pine for your return.
we await your visit.
we shall hang out tgt as before, never to part.


how silly do i sound.
how likely will that happen huh.
how i wish.

and i shake my head, with a wistful smile.


yesterday was 0601 bbq, and the first and last class bbq for us.
everyone was present, and we just partyed the night away.
great food, great drinks, bball, football, laughs, amusement.

then realisation hit.
i nearly fell.
xt, sq and alvin are leaving.
do you know what that means?
it means.
i aint gonna see them on mon at sch.
they're not gonna be there.
no, they're not gonna be there on tues either.
nor on wed, or thurs, or fri.
they're not gonna be there basically. pretty much forever.
when will i ever see them again?
my beautiful classmates.
oh, when will i get to play with you guys again at the bball court, having absolute fun.
at the library, shhhing at the nasty librarian, eating in the discussion rooms.
hanging out at the container, teasing alvin and junru.
shouting class cheers.
eating maggi mee.
the angel mortal games.
i guess, never.
never again.
when you guys are gone, my life will never be whole again.
incomplete.
missing a huge chunk of it.
hope time can heal it.
and new friends can mould it back again.
but a part of me will still be waiting for you guys.
i'll be waiting.
who can take over the place of you guys in my heart?
maybe chad michael murray can, but it aint gonna happen, no.

yeah. and something makes me liberated.
tons of people are trying to appeal back in to ny.
they thought they could carry on w/o ny, but i guess the message hit home.
they cant bear to leave ny.

that's the spirit guys.
best of luck in your appeals, you can surely make it back here.
and you know what, i know, i'm gonna see you guys on mon.
at the rectangular quadrangle located at serangoon ave 3.